Lian Yundong cautiously placed the guards against the wall, and then stood in front of the door of St. John's Chapel, holding his breath, as if waiting for something.

One, two, three!

Suddenly, Lian Yundong quickly opened the door and quickly rolled to the bottom of a row of seats.

In the moment the church door gently replied, a camera spun and swept across the door, finding nothing but the closed door and rows of seats.

Whew, Lian Yundong quietly breathed a sigh of relief, this stealing is really not a good job, at this time he knew that there were four cameras in the church, cross-monitoring, no dead ends, and the guards were very tight.

If Lian Yundong wants to hunt for treasure, it doesn't take a little time, and a long time of interference will definitely arouse the suspicion of the guards, but Lian Yundong has a way, and now he can be invisible.

For a while, even though Lian Yundong stood up, the picture in the church was also in that empty state, even if Lian Yundong swaggered back and forth inside, the monitor would turn a blind eye.

That's the power of the ox.

Lian Yundong walked in a relaxed stride, walking from the zhōngyāng of the two rows of seats to the altar in front.

Suddenly, at the end of the seat, Lian Yundong saw the light coming down from the skylight at the top of the tower, concentrated on the ground, forming a strange text pattern: it seems to be a faint letter 'j'!

Lian Yundong's eyes flashed: 'J' is George's abbreviation.

Is the 'right hand of God' down there?

He immediately bent down and tapped the ground under the letters with his hand, and the sound was very thick, as if there was some dark grid, and then knocked on a few pieces of ground nearby, and the same.

Lian Yundong wondered: Didn't you say that it was in the 'place where the starlight gathers'? Why not? Damn, you won't be fooled, right?

Standing up depressed, his keen eyes scanned left and right, up and down, and suddenly his eyes lit up: at the top of the semicircle of the great cross of the crucifixion of Jesus Christ was also engraved a large 'j'' letter.

Lian Yundong's eyes lit up: Could it be that the 'place where the stars gather' is just a clue, not the hiding place of the 'right hand of God', the real hiding place is in the cross of Jesus' crucifixion!

After the preliminary estimate, Lian Yundong thought about it carefully and felt that it was very possible.

The floor of the church must be cleaned frequently, and if there is a hidden compartment, it is likely to be discovered inadvertently.

The bronze 'Crucifix' is different, this kind of precious, indestructible cultural relics, I believe that except for the occasional wipe and spray paint, no one dares to touch it casually, this is where the treasure is hidden.

Thinking of this, Lian Yundong couldn't help but get excited, the brilliance in his eyes flowed, he jumped lightly, jumped on the altar, walked to the back of the "Crucifixion of Jesus", and carefully looked at the huge cross.

The cross is fixed on the altar, and I don't know how many years it is old, but it should be very old anyway, and there are spots of green sè patina growing in many places.

Where are they hidden?

Lian Yundong thought about it, and his keen divine sense emanated, and he immediately surrounded the "Crucifixion of Jesus".

Suddenly, Lian Yundong's divine consciousness shook and he found the existence of a powerful force in the middle of the huge cross land.

This powerful force is like the vast sea, which does not know the depths and shallows, and is like the vast universe, boundless and terrifying.

"Found it, haha!" Lian Yundong took a closer look at the middle of the cross in ecstasy, and found that there was also a groove engraved on the family emblem of the British royal family, and the mechanism should be on this family crest.

Lian Yundong excitedly stretched out the George III badge and aimed at the pattern, aiming at the proud lion's head, and pressed it tightly.

"Click!"

An ecstatic sound came, and the badge suddenly turned softly and slightly, and after two turns, a copper plate suddenly hung down above the badge, revealing a square hole.

And inside the hole, an ancient red sè brocade box lies quietly, covered with dust, and has not been illuminated by the sun for an unknown number of years, presumably this thing.

Lian Yundong took out the brocade box with excitement and trembled a little, and opened it gently, unlike its "left hand of God", a small cross with a golden sè lay quietly inside, and it was engraved with jīng and ancient patterns.

The cross of the "left hand of God" is blood-red, and this "right hand of God" is gold, of course, Lian Yundong knows that the left and right hands of God symbolize the abyss of sin and boundless love respectively, although they also have extremely powerful energy, but the energy is diametrically opposite!

And at this moment, all of a sudden, a dazzling, feigned and powerful holy light burst out from the small cross, illuminating the altar.

"Damn, it's a big move. Lian Yundong scolded, hurriedly closed the box, and gasped for breath happily.

In the holy and powerful light just now, Lian Yundong clearly felt the existence of a huge force, which must be the 'right hand of God', one of the Three Jewels of Jesus, undoubtedly possessed the left and right hands of God, and all of them possessed two artifacts.

Complete the mission and evacuate now!

Lian Yundong happily waved his fist, put the brocade box into the storage ring, and jumped off the altar.

Interfere with the monitor cleanly and leave no trace.

In the gap where the monitor returned to normal, Lian Yundong had slipped out of the small church of the Holy Church like a shadowless breeze.

Still the same way he came, Lian Yundong quietly returned to the spire, and the hapless British guard who was killed by Lian Yundong ten minutes ago was still faithfully leaning against the wall, 'asleep'.

Lian Yundong was secretly happy, and the probe looked down from the hole in the wall behind the tower, and after making sure that there were no unstable factors under the tower, he jumped down like a huge bat, which was called a joy.

"Horn Tower" Lian Yundong landed gently, rolled forward two sharply, unloaded the strong falling force, and stood firm.

At this moment, suddenly, the jǐng in the Tower of London rang out, countless lights lit up at the same time, and a large number of jǐng guards rushed out one after another, rushing towards Lianyundong together.

Even Yundong was dumbfounded, "Damn, it's impossible, how could I be discovered!"

"Stop, head in your hands, you're arrested. The rapidly approaching British soldiers shouted loudly.

It's the fool who stands, run away!

Lian Yundong ran away, like a strong wind, like lightning, and fled to the ramp when he came.

"Dada...... Bang bang bang bang ...... "All kinds of guns of the British army opened fire in unison, and the bullets like rain swept towards Lian Yundong like a violent wind.

And Lian Yundong's eyes lit up, and with one hand, two powerful vitality shields were formed on his side, and the incoming bullets blocked one after another, and none of them hit.

Seeing that Lian Yundong was about to run up the ramp, he was overjoyed, when suddenly a huge 'cross-shaped' light suddenly appeared in front of him, containing a huge amount of energy and slashed down.

"The Adept?"

Lian Yundong was shocked, roared angrily, and his fists were full of vigor to meet the 'cross-shaped' light.

"Bang!" A loud bang rang out, and a colorful flame of light burst into the sky, and the powerful shock wave shook the nearby British soldiers to the ground together, and there was a wail, obviously either dead or wounded.

Lian Yundong hurriedly paused and looked at the front of him in surprise, the power move just now was definitely not small, who was in front of him?

At the bottom of the ramp, a young man dressed in classical English knight's civilian clothes, holding an ancient Holy Cross sword, stared at him, leaving a deep footprint scratch on the grass in front of him.

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, Lian Yundong felt a huge and similar force appear behind him, and turned sharply to the side.

Sure enough, another young man dressed in classical English knight's civilian clothes held an equally ancient Holy Cross sword and stared at him with blazing eyes.

Oh no, the two British Psychics, no wonder they were discovered, it must have been the powerful light that came out of the shè when they opened the 'right hand of God' just now.

Damn, it's really unlucky, drinking cold water and stuffing between your teeth, and you won't be able to walk for a while, it's a little troublesome.

Lian Yundong was on full alert, his eyes were rolling around, looking for a way to escape, if he flew out like this, he would undoubtedly become the target of these two people.

Although it is said that with its own strength, I believe that there is no need to be afraid of anyone in this world.

It's just that after all, this is England, don't you hurry up and run away, waiting to be beaten by the British crowd?

Seeing Lian Yundong's flickering eyes, the two British Abilities spoke.

"I'm Gawain!" said the Englishman in front of him.

"I'm Gahoris!" said the Englishman behind him.

"We are the Twelve Knights of the Round Table of Great Britain, lowly Strangers, no matter what country or organization you come from, please put down what you have stolen from the Tower of London and take it with your hands, or you will enjoy the cruel punishment of the Lord. ”

Lian Yundong was suddenly shocked: The Twelve Knights of the Round Table? The legendary Twelve Knights of the Round Table really exists.

It's miserable, how can they be here? Look at their strength, they won't be weak, and they're going to be in trouble tonight.

"Adepts, don't force us to do it. Seeing that Lian Yundong was still silent, Gao Wen, who was young and thin and had blue eyes, said coldly, his arrogant temperament was like a noble king, glaring at Lian Yundong angrily.

Lian Yundong once read some articles and understood the origin of the Knights of the Twelve Round Tables:

The Knights of the Twelve Tables are affiliated with the legendary hero of the English legend, King Arthur, an almost mythical heroic figure who was the first king to unify the British Isles and is widely praised in Europe.

The Knights of the Twelve Round Table were the most powerful generals under King Arthur's command, assisting him in his expeditions to the east and west, and were a symbol of loyalty and bravery.

The twelve Knights of the Round Table are:

Lancelot: The first warrior of the Knights of the Round Table, arrogant and arrogant, he is said to have challenged King Arthur.

Gawain: King Arthur's nephew, young and haughty, pure nobleman.

Geraint: Loyal and ruthless, unsmiling, one of the legendary knights.

Gareth: King Arthur's nephew, passionate and unrestrained, and uninhibited.

Graheid: In the legend of King Arthur, she is the purest of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table, and has found the Holy Grail alone.

Gar Horis: A fierce and brave general, who charges into battle, does not talk much, and speaks completely by force.

Bose: Sir Lancelot's nephew, a fearless warrior.

Bedwell: The most loyal knight, King Arthur's most trusted man, who once fought to the death to save King Arthur's life.

Kay: King Arthur's brother and director, calm and composed, the one who controls the overall situation.

Ranmarnock: A bit neurotic, not very easy to get along with, and a character that should never be easily provoked.

Percival: A handsome young man, versatile, and an idol for young girls.

Tristan: A daring young man, even her aunt, Princess Ishirt, dares to love and defy all authority.

It is said that after King Arthur and the Twelve Knights of the Round Table unified Britain, they swore together to protect Britain for generations, so King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table have been passed down from generation to generation, and even the names and xìng characters have been mysteriously passed down to this day.

As a result, Britain has the oldest paranormal institution in the history of the world, King Arthur and the Knights of the Twelve Round Table.

Lian Yundong's pupils contracted rapidly, and he understood: The strength of this ability institution that has been inherited for countless generations is definitely ranked among the top three in the world, although he is a cultivator, but after all, there are too many differences between the East and the West, and tonight, it must be a bloody battle!

"Hmph, the Knights of the Twelve Round Tables, I've been looking up for a long time!" Lian Yundong sneered: "However, if you want to keep me, it depends on whether you have the ability." ”

The haughty Knights of the Round Table were enraged.

Blonde-haired, green-eyed, and grim as a rock, Gahoris roared, "No one can underestimate our glorious Knights of the Round Table, you little Adept, die." ”

In an instant, the Holy Cross Sword, which had been inherited for thousands of years, burst out with a dazzling holy light, illuminating the huge night sky and slashing down like a thunderbolt.

Even Yundong roared angrily, and with a movement of his mind, a huge golden light burst out of his body, casually brewing a wisp of vitality attack, burning with raging flames, and roaring towards the Holy Cross sword light emitted by Gahoris.

"Boom!"

As if forbidden, the space-time moment paused for a second or two, and then erupted like a nuclear explosion with a huge shock wave and light curtain, sweeping in all directions, bursting out into a powerful energy diffusion circle. ‘.

For a while, a large number of British guards who had just gotten up from the ground with a chirp were killed, flying like straw all over the sky, falling to the ground, and a terrible scream, that scene was really beautiful.

Soon, the light faded and Lian Yundong, whose face was slightly pale, regained control of the scene and scanned the surroundings coldly.

And Gahoris, who was the first to attack, had already paid the price, his grim face turned red, the corners of his mouth were slightly bloodied, and he left four deep footprints on the grass, and his feet were already knee-deep.

Gao Wen, who was very close, was in a better situation, and the knight's uniform of the red sè was torn apart by the shock wave, and he was a little embarrassed, if it wasn't for the protection of the Holy Cross Sword in his hand, it was estimated that he would be much more embarrassed.

It seems that a single knight of the round table can't beat Lian Yundong.

Lian Yundong's heart was determined, his eyes were like torches, although he didn't fight hard for the blow just now, but it was enough to deal with the ability.

But what he didn't expect was that the Knights of the Round Table's abilities would reach such terrifying!